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December 01, 2004Day 55: More moustaches
Today, Heather and I had arranged to go horseriding, and there were two other people from Hungary, Danny and Lisa (which is not exactly right but close enough). Heather and I had ridden before, but they hadn't, but in true South-America style, instructions were kept to a bare minimium. Our guide Victoria was a beautiful girl, with pale skin and ginger curls, so she must have had some Irish ancestors at some stage. She was only nineteen and was saving up money to travel to South-Africa with her mother. My horse was the tiniest of the bunch, and she was officially called Bogotes, moustache, because, well, because she had one (no waxing for lady horses!) Luckily, they also had a nicer name for her, Pachiquita, after the former owner. She didn't like the mud, and would rather go straight into the bushes then follow the path, so I did have to keep an eye out if I didn't want to be swept off by a branch. We stopped for coffee and grass and the views towards Ushuaia were beautiful. On the way back, we had the chance to trot and gallop (again, without any instructions for the first timers) but Pachiquita obviously had enough. We were also followed by a vicious looking and sounding German sheperd (the dog, not a human German) because three of the dogs from the stables were following us the entire way and they were on his territory. We were brought back to the hotel and had a nice shower, and that brings me up to date. I will be having a sandwich soon and at seven we leave for the airport to catch the flight out to Buenos Aires. I'll be glad to be on my own again, although it will also be a lot harder work to organise everything myself. But I want to speak some Spanish, meet some new people and that is nearly impossible with such a big group. I don't think I've really gotten very close to any of the JLA tour, although some were really nice. I don't know why that is, I guess the chemistry just wasn't right, whereas in Cuba, it was. But I'm sure I'll meet a lot of other nice people on the way. I'm also still in contact with a few people I met in Cuba, who are still travelling, which is great as you can share experiences. Brigt from Norway is travelling the opposite direction from me, he has just been to Macchu Picchu (just like Keiron) and will be travelling down to Ushuaia as well. And Nicole is travelling around central America, in Mexico at the moment. I'm really looking forward to Buenos Aires, bright lights, big city, here I come! Comments
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